Two Blokes
You. Are only two blocks away and this the ballad of she Drunk. In love with a gay. Who won’t curse her, Turn her vibe into badmouth jive Won’t make her feel anything but alive. You. With your blue eyes and heavy sighs. All meant for he who will never head your cries Baby boy polite and thee most subtle might Your kisses, I’d never have but in which I would find the greatest delight Just two blocks away from every uneasy word I say. What a shitty day.